A Study in Fear Inquiries Welcome

Indie - Selective - Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow blog formerly monomaniametus

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[winding-maze]

"Blackbird" - personal work, inspired by my hometown. Blackbirds are my favourite - they sing so beautifully.

[oxalees]

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[bitty-bytes]

"Your boyfriend is evil!" "Your boyfriend is cruel and horrifying!" Well, he's a joy to me. Maybe it's a you problem.

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Ya'll are sleeping on some great Crane development

He's afraid and yet not afraid. Afraid of batman? Sure. But does he really FEEL fear? No. Fear is long gone from his subconscious and he can only hope one day....it'll return

but hope is hard. Because you also have to face the reality of failure.

Yellow Lantern Crane is severely underrated.

[thegaymertrainer]

Ribbon dancing I was not aware of your evolution 🤯

[ceruleanheaven]

[very clearly indulging the urge] im fighting the urge

[mcnomaniametus]

Your dating ranking

Stolen from: @blckfckinmsk

Tagging: everyone >.>

[stagborne]

It isn’t the first time he has found himself in this position; however, it certainly is at the most extreme end of the range of experiences. Not someone politely inquiring about Will’s mental health to report back to his boss to ensure that Crawford didn’t drown in his guilt when Will wavered. This was entirely different– no amount of therapy or reintroducing himself to society would ever get him out of here. He was meant to stay here, so at least until he figured out his escape, he could make himself interesting for the doctor. It was better than being locked away, twenty-four hours a day in solitary, the only sunlight the little slit of a window onto the grounds above, pacing in white shoes and orange jumpsuits, his only company during the long evenings when an inmate circled the yard obsessively. Otherwise, there was nothing else to see than the trodden grass and dirt.

“Well, I’ve been found guilty, so presumably I’d like to reenter society one day. By appeal or by good works.” His smile is sharp, his gaze not amused. The problem also existed in the utter powerlessness here. The first few nights, Will had gotten into fights– by fights, he had been cornered by some of the same people he had helped put in here. His ribs ached, and his bitchiness humbled to a degree. It was one thing to get out and another thing entirely for him to survive it. He knew that they'd try to kill him. “And what do you think? Why did I kill all of those people?  Mommy issues? A deeply unsocialized child? A megalomaniac? What’s my diagnosis?" He laughs, his eyes flutter, and he cannot keep the bitterness from his voice. “My goals are very modest and singular right now. I just don’t want to get myself killed here. The rest, I will figure out as it comes. Is this the wrong focus?”

[mcnomaniametus]

"Presumably, you would." One sharp smile for another. Maybe this attitude is why Graham ended up in Arkham. Jonathan never asks the particulars when he's gifted a little problem to bury for Gotham's boys in blue. He enjoys a pleasant surprise when he's given someone interesting.

The pencil's spinning pauses just long enough to jot down a quick note, then it continues it's motion. "We will have more than enough time to figure out why you would do such horrible things, I am sure." So long as Will remains incarcerated, Crane's duty is done. Of course, he has every intention of getting either enjoyment or a test subject out of this.

"But, for now, how about we focus on your goal. Avoidance of death is a fairly universal goal, but I am curious: is it the pain of dying, the unfinished business left behind, or an afterlife filled with Hellfire judgement that you're trying to avoid?" He can't quite keep his accent out of the word 'Hellfire'.

[my-dailydreams]

[stagborne]

it's  first  grade  all  over  again,  and  you're  the  shiny  new  toy.

INBOX PROMPTS ╱ 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.

“What do you do when the toy is defective?”

The problem with fear was that it did not elude Will Graham. It manifested in similar ways, but the way he utilized it was what varied. It compelled him, and it sharpened his mind, making clearer who he was in moments of distress. He was not going to crumble in this bullshit place while those who had put him in here still walked free. He only feared a future that did not bring forth the full extent of his unsanctioned vengeance.

“You’re not the first nor will you be the last person to try to dig around in my head. We could save ourselves a lot of headaches and time if we just got down to it. Rattle me all you want. What are you getting from all of this?” The ones who handed him over, the other policemen, were merely shells for the crime lords in Gotham wanting the convenience of Graham far from their dealings. And what of Crane? Will hasn’t wronged him— he would have remembered him.

[mcnomaniametus]

Jonathan relaxes in his chair, pencil idly twirling between long fingers as he considers just what he wants to do. There is a recorder between them swirling it's tapes with the promise of keeping things safe for court, but it's a lie. Whether or not his patient knows it- given the circumstances, Will probably knows- the tapes will never see the light of day. Never be brought in as evidence. They'll mysteriously vanish or become too damaged to be used before any jury or judge could hear.

This session is not to cure or diagnose. It exists to help the GCPD continue on with whatever illicit deeds they're getting up to, and help keep Jonathan on their good side so that he can continue his work uninterrupted. It's a beautiful arrangement for everyone except those who the police need to get rid of. If Crane is to keep the benefits of this bargain, his job is to make sure Will Graham never sees the light of day again. If he can get anything useful out of this patient, all the better, but he is not yet hopeful of such things.

"What do I get out of this? Nothing beyond the satisfaction of doing my civic duty. Every troubled individual kept off the streets makes Gotham that much safer." His voice is a sardonic drawl, the southern twang mostly buried under years of practice. He'll keep up the pretense of therapy for at least a little longer because it's vaguely amusing. "I think the question we should be focusing on, is what do you hope to get out of this, my self-proclaimed defective toy?"

[oldbutchdanielmolloy]

[notmorbid]

the reaction.

dialogue prompts from animorphs #12: the reaction by k.a. applegate.

the thing about fear is, you can't be afraid of it.

brave isn't about not being afraid: it's about being scared to death, and still not giving in.

i'll get help. i'll be right back. don't do anything dumb.

what would you have done, in my place?

you were very brave. you were also very lucky.

are we done yelling? i have work to do.

i get snippy when i'm scared.

i'm bruised up, but i'll live.

my hair is probably a mess.

don't you think you're incredibly lucky?

do you have any advice for other kids like yourself?

you can stay with me.

i can't believe you're even thinking about ______.

you never know who is listening in.

this is all so natural for you. you fit right in.

i have a natural talent for spending money. what can i say? it's my burden to bear.

okay, talk to me. what happened?

it's me, okay? i know when you're not telling the complete truth.

what i need is to stay focused.

i kept waking up to check that i was still human.

i just wanted to talk to the big celebrity.

you aren't applying yourself the way you used to.

has anything changed in your life lately?

how did i look on tv?

i guess i'm just a fashion victim.

i just wish everybody would stop asking how i am.

your eyes are good, but you're not superman.

it feels good to be doing something.

i didn't think you were even capable of normal human affection.

i heard enough. too much.

i don't have much 'normal' in my life.

it's not like you to be sarcastic.

let's get out of here while you can.

yell at me later, okay?

i'm not leaving you.

get out of here, or we'll all be dead.

i was very convincing.

i'm good at handling emotion. except anger, maybe.

what do you use on your hair?

you lied to me. again.

we're out of here.

you're tougher than you look.

nothing's ever impressed me as much as _____.

so i did see ______?

i'm alive. not happy, but alive.

can you believe my luck?

if i were ______, i'd kill me, too.

[itwashotwestayedinthewater]

UHH, why dont you ask your TEEEACHER you STUUUPPPID CRAPPP DUMBBOY stupid DUUUUUUMMBBB

[midtown120blues-deactivated2018]

professor i just need to know if it will be on the final

[frijolebean-deactivated20230819]

[foodandfriends]

1 beer in and i start telling people to surrender

[knightofleo]

the hauntings of Andrew Wyeth